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Naughty or Nice?

By: pilot63



'Twas the night before Christmas. That's the way the story begins.

Jenna walked into the darkened house and pulled off her long coat. She set her purse and coat on the table in the hallway and walked into the kitchen. Opening the door to the fridge, she pulled out a bottle of chardonnay and poured herself a glass. Then, she picked up her glass of wine and headed in to the living room. Turning on the wall switch for the Christmas tree, she settled down in the large, leather couch and kicked off her high-heeled shoes.

It had been a long day at the office followed by the company Christmas party at a downtown hotel. She had spent the evening teasing the horny, young executives at the party and it had gotten her all worked up. The red thong panty that she wore under her sexy, black cocktail dress was soaked with her pussy juice after only an hour at the party. When she slipped out to the bathroom for a break, she seduced her secretary, Kelly, to join her. The hot, silly blond looked so good kneeling between her legs eating her dripping, wet cunt. According to office gossip, the little tramp was an expert cocksucker. She could now add eager twat muncher to her resume.

Once she had cum all over the young woman's face, she slipped her thong off completely and headed back to the party with her secretary in tow. Walking up to Bryan, one of her teasing victims of the evening, she guided him and the girl over to the mistletoe. He kissed her hungrily on the mouth surprised at the tangy taste of pussy on her lips.

"Enjoy yourself." She whispered teasingly in his ear as she slipped her wet thong panties into his hand. "I certainly did."

Jenna turned on her heel, picked up her coat and headed out the door to her car. Looking over her shoulder, she saw Kelly being steered over to the bank of elevators surrounded by three of the horny, male executives that Jenna had been teasing. She wondered if the young girl would make it to the hotel suite with any of her clothes on.

Jenna sipped her glass of wine and smiled as she thought about the plight of her secretary at the hands of those hormonally charged males. She felt a little guilty about leaving the young woman in the lecherous hands of the guys that she had been cock-teasing all night, a little guilty but not too much. She wondered how many cocks would fuck her secretary before the night was done.

The flickering lights of the Christmas tree disturbed her thoughts. Suddenly, a figure in a red outfit appeared next to the tree. The strange thing about this figure was that the person was female and not male, and instead of being overweight, the person was very slim and trim with very large breasts and long legs. Her red outfit was not the typical velvet Santa uniform. The woman wore a red, leather corset that hugged her waist and pushed up her large breasts. Her legs were covered in red fishnet stockings and black, knee-high boots.

"Hello, Jenna." She said turning to face the surprised woman sitting on the couch.

"Hello, yourself." Jenna answered. "Who the hell are you? And, what are you doing in my house?"

"Such a temper." She scolded. "I'm Mistress Sandra Clause. I've come to take care of you, since you've been such a naughty little bitch."

"Right." Jenna responded. "Why don't you leave before I call the cops."

She reached for her cell phone. Before she could begin to dial, Mistress Clause strode across the room and grabbed her by the hair on top of her head lifting her off the couch. She dropped her on the floor and ground the spike heel of her boot into the middle of Jenna's chest.

"You bitch!" Jenna screamed. "I'm pressing charges for assault."

"Shut up." Sandra replied. "You're doing nothing."

She took the cell phone and through it against the back wall of the fireplace shattering the electronic device into little pieces.

"You have been a very bad girl." Sandra said pressing the heel of her boot against her chest. "Your actions have consequences. It's time for a little lesson."

Jenna's vision went dark. When she could focus again, she found herself standing in the elevator of the hotel surrounded by the three male executives. She looked down and realized that she was wearing the slinky little dress that her secretary had been wearing. Her hands were rubbing the front of two of her companions. She could feel their cocks growing inside their pants as she rubbed them. At the same time, three pairs of hands groped her body squeezing her ass and tits and probing the moist opening of her pussy.

"God, she's hot." Whispered Bryan from behind as he reached around to squeeze her breasts. He pulled he back until she felt his growing cock pressing between the cheeks of her ass.

"Her pussy is just dripping." Said Rob from her left as his fingers plunged between the swollen lips of her cunt. "It got you all hot and bothered eating your boss's pussy, didn't it?"

Jenna could only moan as she felt her body being mauled by her companions.

"Did she return the favor?" Teased Will, the final companion. "Or, did the selfish bitch cum on your face and leave you hanging?" 

"No." Moaned Jenna. "She did not return the favor."

"Too bad." He replied. "I'd love to see her prim, bitchy face buried in your pussy."

The door of the elevator opened and they stumbled down the hallway to a large hotel suite. Will opened the door and the others pushed Jenna into the room.

"It's about time." Said a female voice in the room. "I thought you guys were going to leave me here all alone."

"We brought another playmate back with us." Said Bryan

"Ooooh, yummy!" Replied the woman. "Did you bring me a present?"

Jenna looked up to see Mistress Sandra Clause standing in front of the bed. She was still dressed in her Christmas dominatrix outfit complete with red riding crop in her hand.

"You?!?" Jenna exclaimed in surprise.

"Do you two know each other?" Rob asked.

"Your playmate sometimes likes to go to parties that I arrange." Sandra answered. "She likes it a little rough. Am I right, slut?"

"What are those?" Sandra asked pointing at the damp panties in Bryan's hand.

"The panties of her boss." He answered. "Her boss made her eat her pussy in the bathroom, then she gave them to me."

"Interesting." She answered. "Strip her, boys. Leave her stockings and slut shoes on, but strip off all her other clothes. Stuff the panties in her mouth so she doesn't protest."

Mistress Clause sat down in a large chair to watch the festivities as three pairs of hands roughly gripped her body and began to remove her clothes. As she opened her mouth to scream, Bryan stuffed her soiled panties into her mouth. She tasted her own pussy juices on the garment in her mouth as her clothes were stripped from her body.

Jenna stood in the middle of the room dressed in only her stockings and high-heeled shoes. She tried to cover her bare breasts and neatly-trimmed pussy with her hands as four sets of eyes devoured her naked body.

"Very nice." Mistress Clause said appreciatively. She stood and walked over to the mostly naked woman. Her gloved hand caressed the smooth flesh of her ass and bare breasts. She slipped a leather collar attached to a leash around Jenna's neck.

"Get undressed, boys." She ordered the three men. "We don't want our playmate to be lonely."

The three young men quickly stripped off their clothes until they stood naked in front of Jenna. She could see the large, erect cocks of her companions pointing directly at her body as they moved closer to her.

"Look at those nice, hard cocks." Sandra whispered in her ear as she stood behind her with her arms wrapped around her body. Her hands squeezed Jenna's breasts and pulled at her nipples. "Just imagine how it's going to feel with those cocks filling your mouth and pussy and ass."

She pulled the panties out of Jenna's mouth and pushed her down onto her knees. She handed the leash to Bryan.

"She looks hungry." Sandra said to the men. "I think she needs some cock to suck."

Bryan stepped forward and shoved his hard cock into her open mouth. Jenna gagged as she felt the head of his dick press against the back of her throat and his balls resting against her chin. Wrapping his hands in her hair, he started to thrust in and out of her mouth fucking her face. Her saliva dripped over her lips and onto his balls as his cock slid in and out of her hot, wet mouth.

Rob and Will moved up on either side of her. They placed her hands on their dicks and she started to stroke the hard shafts as she sucked on Bryan. After a few minutes, Rob moved her mouth off Bryan's cock and onto his own. Then, she switched over to Will's cock giving each of them a chance to fuck her mouth.

"Such an eager cock-sucker." Said Sandra. "I hope she eats pussy half as well as she sucks dick."

Sandra stood up and slid her red, leather thong off her hips. Then, she sat down in the chair with her legs spread.

"Bring her here." She said pointing at her bare pussy. "I need my pussy licked."

Bryan handed the leash to Mistress Clause so she could pull her face close to her pussy. Sandra pulled on the leash forcing Jenna to crawl on her hands and knees across the floor so that she was now facing her bare pussy. Sandra grabbed the hair at the back of Jenna's head and pulled her mouth tight against the swollen lips of her pussy.

"Lick it, bitch!" She ordered. "Make me cum all over your face like your boss did."

Jenna licked up and down the puffy lips of Sandra's pussy. Her tongue plunged into the moist opening lapping at the juices beginning to ooze out of her overheated cunt. She sucked on each of the swollen lips and as well as the clit causing Sandra to grind her pelvis against her open mouth.

"Greedy little wench." She moaned. "Don't worry, I'll cum in your mouth very soon. Why don't you boys take turns fucking her hot, wet cunt while she eats me."

Rob stepped up behind Jenna, who was down on her hands and knees between Sandra's thighs, and aimed the head of his cock at the hot, wet opening of her pussy. Grabbing her hips, he thrust forward, sheathing his prick balls deep inside her. His thrusts pushed her face tighter against Sandra's dripping snatch so that her moans of ecstasy were muffled in Sandra's wet pussy. Rob thrust deep and hard into Jenna's body causing her ass cheeks to smack against his pelvis with each stroke.

Soon, Jenna felt Rob's thrusting become even faster and deeper. Then he plunged his cock deep inside her one last time before he exploded, emptying a thick load of cum into her pussy. Her own orgasm shook through her body even as Sandra ground her pussy on her face and covered her face with her pussy juice. Once he had caught his breath, Rob pulled his semi-hard prick out of her twitching pussy. Jenna could feel the mix of cum and pussy juice dripping out of her swollen pussy. Will quickly stepped up to fill Rob's place. Grabbing her hips, he thrust deep into her with a loud, wet squelch. His thick, hard cock pounded into her sloppy, wet cunt lubricated by the messy mixture of semen and cunt juice leaking out of her. Will's balls slapped against the wet lips of her pussy with each stroke causing Jenna to moan at this renewed assault on her nether regions. Smiling, Sandra pulled back on the leash lifting Jenna's face away from her own overheated pussy. She handed the leash to Rob and stood up.

"Have a seat, Rob." She offered. "She needs to clean your cock with her mouth."

Rob sat down in the chair and pulled Jenna's open mouth onto his wet dick. Pulling on the back of her head, he thrust his cock between her open lips until she swallowed his entire length all the way to the root. She tasted the tangy mixture of her own pussy juice and his cum coating the shaft of his dick as she sucked him. Jenna's mouth bobbed up and down the length of Rob's cock giving him a very wet, enthusiastic blow job as Will continued to fuck her from behind. She moaned around a mouthful of dick feeling Will add his own load of jizz to the creamy mess inside her pussy. The walls of her cunt clutched at the shaft of his sick as her own orgasm coursed through her body, once again.

Rob stood up and handed the leash to Will giving up his seat to him. Will moved up to take his place while Bryan lined up the head of his cock with the opening of her pussy. Bryan's cock slipped inside her forcing her mouth onto the moist shaft of Will's dick. She sucked on the wet prick filling her throat cleaning off the combined secretions with her tongue. Her body was on fire with lust as she felt Bryan's dick spear her dripping cunt from behind while she sucked on Will's cock. She was being used like a cheap whore and the sophisticated female executive found that she liked it.

"Fuck me." She screamed around Will's cock in her mouth. "Give me more dick."

"Shut up, slut!" Sandra ordered bringing the riding crop down on Jenna's back with a loud SMACK! "You're our little cum slut, tonight. The only time you open your mouth is so we can fill it with pussy or cock."

Sandra put her hands on the back of Jenna's head forcing her mouth down harder on Will's cock so that she started to gag. Meanwhile, Bryan could feel his climax approaching as his dick pounded her wet, sloppy pussy. Grabbing her shoulders, he thrust deep into her twat adding his own load of spunk to the sloppy mess already dripping out of her. Bryan pulled out of her and Will gave up his seat so that Jenna could clean the sticky mess covering Bryan's cock.

"Oh, good!" Sandra exclaimed. "My turn."

Jenna looked to the side to see Mistress Clause wearing a harness around her waist attached to a large, red dildo. Sandra stroked the shaft of the dong like it was a real cock putting on a lewd display for her audience before kneeling behind Jenna. She grabbed the woman's hips and thrust hard skewering her abused cunt with her fake cock. Bryan's cock filling her throat muffled Jenna's moans of lust.

"You boys have made her pussy a complete mess." Sandra said as her dildo wetly fucked Jenna. "I think her pussy is all fucked out."

"What should we do about that?" Rob asked as he stood there stroking himself.

"I think her asshole feels neglected." Sandra said.

She backed up pulling the dildo out of Jenna's pussy. She reached down with her gloved hand and slid two fingers into her sloppy pussy removing some of the combined secretions. She took the slippery juices and rubbed them over the head and shaft of the dildo. Then, she took another handful of the mixture and rubbed it into Jenna's upturned asshole.

"No, please don't do that." Jenna moaned.

"Quiet, bitch." Sandra ordered. "You know you love a good, hard ass fuck."

Sandra lined up the head of the dildo with the puckered opening of Jenna's ass and thrust forward burying half of the shaft in her tight ass. The cock filling her throat muffled her screams of pain and lust as Sandra started to fuck her ass hard with the strap-on dong.

"I told you she liked it." Sandra said as she reached around to squeeze Jenna's nipples while she continued to fuck her ass. "After tonight, she's going to be leaking cum out of her ass and pussy for the next week."

Jenna's body shook with another orgasm as Sandra ravaged her ass with the strap-on cock and Bryan fucked her mouth. Feeling Jenna shake with her climax and then collapse, Sandra stepped back removing the dildo from Jenna's ass.

"I think she's ready, boys." Sandra said. "Who wants to ride, next?"

"My turn." Will said stepping up with his hard cock in his hand.

He thrust into her pussy a few times to coat his cock with the copious secretions that still filled her. Then, he redirected the head of his dick at the twitching opening of her anus. He shoved his cock balls deep in her ass with one stroke eliciting a new moan from Jenna. As he started a rapid pounding of her tight ass, Sandra stripped off the strap-on harness and took Bryan's place in front of Jenna, once again.

"Show your appreciation for the nice ass fuck, wench." She said. "Eat my wet pussy."

Jenna dove face first into the steamy cunt in front of her. She practically devoured the moist morsel of female flesh offered up to her eager mouth as Will's dick plowed into her receptive ass.

"Do you like having your ass fucked?" Teased Sandra.

"Yes, mistress." Jenna moaned between licks of Sandra's pussy.

"Put your tongue in my ass." She ordered lifting her legs higher and exposing her own anus.

Jenna pushed her face against Sandra's pelvis. Her tongue teased and probed the puckered opening of her ass forcing her nose to slide between the lips of her pussy and the bridge of her nose to rub against her clit.

"Oh, yes!" Sandra moaned grinding her clit against Jenna's nose. "Eat my ass, you dirty slut."

Jenna's tongue slid between the sphincter muscles massaging the opening of Sandra's ass triggering another climax on her face. At the same time, she felt Will deposit his load of cum in her ass sending her over the edge of another orgasm. Will withdrew his cock from her ass with a wet POP! Jenna could feel his cum leaking out of her ass to mix with the other secretions dripping out of her pussy.

As Will stepped away, she felt Bryan move into place and slide his cock into her ass. His hand on the back of her head forced Jenna's face into Sandra's crotch as he fucked her ass hard and fast. Sandra was soon screaming out another climax from the tongue lashing that her pussy and ass were receiving. 

"Stop!" She moaned pulling Jenna's face away from her pussy.

She moved off the chair to lie down on the floor next to Jenna. With her legs spread, she motioned for Rob to join her.

"I need some cock." She told Rob. "Get over here and fuck me."

Rob moved into position between her thighs shoving his cock deep into her moist cunt. His dick repeatedly slammed into Sandra's pussy making an obscene wet sound, while his co-worker fucked Jenna's ass right beside him. Without a cock or pussy to muffle her moans, Jenna became a very vocal slut.

"Take me!" She moaned. "Use me like a nasty whore. Pump my ass full of cum."

Bryan soon reached his climax and he added another load of cum to her ass. Jenna collapsed on the floor in an exhausted heap. Her thigh-high stockings were ripped from the session of intense fucking. A mixture of semen and pussy juice leaked out of her abused pussy and ass. Next to her, she heard Rob and Sandra scream out their own orgasms as he filled her pussy with his cum.

"Turn her over." Sandra said once she had caught her breath.

Jenna felt the guys gently roll her onto her back. Looking up, she saw Sandra squatting over her face. Her open pussy dripping cum and cunt juice was being lowered towards her mouth.

"Eat me, whore." Sandra ordered. "Clean that cum out of my pussy."

The moist cunt smothering her face choked off her attempts at protest. Her tongue slid between the swollen lips of Sandra's pussy until her mouth was filled with a sticky mixture of cum and pussy juice. Jenna lapped at the copious fluids leaking out of Sandra's twat and sucked at her clit until she rode her face to another climax.

When Sandra stood up, Jenna looked up at her three male companions standing around her and stroking their cocks in appreciation for her performance. Just then, all three cocks began to spurt a final tribute of spunk that covered her naked body. Her hair, face, tits, and belly were covered in a layer of cum as she drifted off to sleep.

Light drifted through the windows of the hotel room as Jenna started to wake the next morning. At first, she thought that she had had a bad dream about last night, until she tried to move. Her eyelashes, hair and upper body were coated with a sticky, dried layer of semen. Her ass and pussy were sore and she could feel a messy mixture of secretions drooling out of her nether regions.



Naughty or Nice?



"Are you awake?" Asked Sandra Clause as she turned in the large bed to face her.

"Yes." Jenna responded. "So, it wasn't a dream."

"More like a nightmare." Sandra said.

"Yes and no." Jenna answered. "I learned a lot about myself."

"Such as?"

"Sometimes, I like to just let go and be a total slut."

"You're a natural at it." Sandra laughed.

"What happens now?" Jenna asked.

"Rob, Bryan, and Will won't have any memory of last night." Sandra said. "They'll just think they gangbanged a hooker."

"What about me?" She asked.

"You'll remember everything." Sandra said. "It's part of your lesson. What you decide to do about the boys when you see them at work is your choice. In the meantime, you're now a member of my Christmas Naughty Girl stable. Santa has his elves and reindeer. I have my nasty bitches. I'll be back to party with you next year."

"How do I get home?" Jenna asked.

"Well, your clothes are ruined." Sandra said pointing to a shopping bag with the ripped dress and underwear. "There's a nice casual outfit for you to wear after you get a shower. Your car is in the parking garage. The room and parking are paid for. See you soon."

Sandra disappeared leaving Jenna all alone. She headed off to the shower to clean up. Under the hot water, she started to feel more alive than she had before. When she stepped out of the shower to dry off, she noticed something different. Looking in the mirror, she saw a tattoo of mistletoe centered above her shaved pussy. She also noticed a small silver hoop with a tiny bell piercing her clit hood. Walking out to find her new clothes she found a handwritten note on top.

"See you next year, my naughty Christmas Slut. Sandra. " 



Naughty or Nice?



Author's note:

This is my winter 2014 contest submission. 

It's my little addition to the myth of the office Christmas party.

*

Jeremy dries his fit muscular body. Six foot three doesn't make him a giant but he is imposing and he uses that to good effect at work. His handsome face and friendly smile add miles to the affable image he promotes to his clients which helps him consistently deliver the highest gross sales value in his department. The clients practically fall over themselves they love him so well making closings go smoothly. Jeremy likes smooth. So while his colleagues are sweating out deals before the Christmas break to make quota he put his last contract of the quarter to bed on Thursday leaving him the whole holiday season to enjoy until January. 

This Friday he clocked out at noon to pick up a gift for the party later this evening and head home to get clean and changed before Candice gets home. He towels the last drops from his dark skin before tossing it in the laundry basket. One last check to make sure his chin is still smooth and no long hairs showing. He keeps himself trimmed close on top and around his balls because she prefers it that way. A quick slap of Aqua Velva and some deodorant and he is ready to get dressed. 

Candice had hung a fresh pressed suit on the back of the closet door for him. Her style is always impeccable which he loves about her. The suit doesn't disappoint. He will look sharp in the single breasted gray pinstripe. A quick glance at the clock next to bed tells him he has nearly three hours before his wife gets home. Not wanting to spoil the suit early he pulls on a pair of boxers and after grabbing a beer from the fridge pads barefoot to the study where he fires up the PC. Twenty minutes to check e-mails and make a few replies before starting to surf. 

Jeremy has his favorite sites, ESPN for the college bowl scores and basketball, industry specific journals for trends, advances and product releases, and then his favorite porn sites. Within an hour of showering he is delving deeper into the latest offerings for bondage gangbangs. The consequenceless use of a restrained slut begging to be violated gets him hard faster than anything. With two hours to himself he leans back ready to enjoy a rare afternoon of his favorite perversion.

The first site on his tour-of-tail is Pornjunkies.com which specializes in amateur videos, the raunchier the better. Mostly college kids and local whores trying to make a fast buck on smartphone captured sleaze. A lot of uploads after Halloween of drunk party girls but nothing to stroke to so he moves on. Next up is his personal favorite. Sleazemasters carries mostly staged gangbangs and simulated forced and bondage sex. 

He pulls up a clip showing a school teacher caught be her purported students in the classroom grading papers late into the evening. The scene opens with four boys playing a little round ball before noticing their teacher through the window. Next they start creating sounds and noise to frighten the young woman until she comes out in the hall to investigate. As she follows the noise she moves farther into the darkened corridors until one of the boys leaps from a closet behind her dropping a bag over her head. The rest wrestle her into submission before carrying her away groping and fondling her thrashing body. Jeremy slides his hand into his boxers and pulls his ten inch black snake free as he leans back ready to enjoy. 

The scene shifts to the women's locker room where the men, the actors haven't looked like teenagers for years, have bound the struggling blonde woman they call Miss Jones. She kneels in the center of the circle formed by her tormentors. They push her from one to the other laughing and taunting, grabbing and pinching. They crowed around her pushing their pelvises against her face rubbing up and down. Finally they pull their cocks out and slap her face through the bag with them. Throughout, Miss Jones screams, pleads and begs for them to release her.

On the next editorial cut the victim is now blindfolded and gagged and tied with her on her back to a hard wooden bench. They take turns slapping her cheeks with their hands and cocks. Soon they get rowdy and pull and rip her turtleneck black top to shreds revealing jiggling round breasts in a sheer white bra. Likewise they rend her skirt from her hips. She trembles weeping in only her underwear and soft black calf high boots. The two white tormentors drop and suck and slap her breasts after unhooking her bra and pulling it free. The Latino assailant grabs at her muff through the thin cotton panties roughly. He rubs hard at her mound. She squirms in their grasp.

Jeremy strokes his hand steadily up and down the whole length of his cock. Some hand lotion kept at his desk for this reason provides lubrication as his rod stiffens in his grasp. He takes a moment to admire himself noticing that he fills his large hands when fully aroused. The lotion makes his tool look slick and shiny. His attention returns to the video still playing.

By now the black attacker has removed the gag and is forcing his dick into her mouth. Both of his hands hold her by the ears so she can't turn her head away. One of the others is pulling at a nipple hard. Between her legs the brown skinned man is hammering two fingers into her snatch. All are naked with respectable if not spectacular organs on display. Miss Jones writhes under the vaginal assault and all the boys are verbally assaulting her. They call her a dirty slut and accuse her of teasing them. They insist that she loves being abused but jam the cock to the back of her throat before she can answer. 

The intensity of the fingering elicits an orgasm as Miss Jones jerks in her bonds. They free her hands which they place on their cocks making her jack them. The man between her legs moves to lick her pussy. The action is starting to get frantic as Jeremy strokes and watches. He fingers his fat crown looking forward to the action. 

The action does intensify. They take turns grudge fucking her face making her gag and choke drooling strings of spittle from her lip. The fourth guy is fucking her snatch viciously. By the time they untie her from the bench it is clear at least one of them has shot a load down her throat. The action continues as they tie her arms behind her back forcing her to ride one of them as another mounts her ass and shoves his saliva slick dick into her poop shoot without warning. She howls at the invasion. Her screams of agony make Jeremy's dick twitch as he ups his own tempo.

What follows is a collage of DP's and triples with brief breaks for substitutions and shots of her ass gaping. She groans and cries under the frenzied abuse. Her cheeks, tits and ass glow from all the slaps and the few words that she manages to articulate range from, "I'm a slut," to, "Oh god," and, "Fuck, that's good." Mostly she can't talk as they keep filling her mouth with cock as each one pulls out of her ass or pussy. Jeremy is getting ready for the money shot as he tries to time his own release with the facials he knows are coming when he hears the garage door open and Candice call his name.

For a moment he contemplates finishing anyway but decides against it. Candice knows about his porn fixation so he's not worried about getting caught. He just doesn't want to self- gratify in front of her. He releases his cock and closes down the computer. When he looks up Candice is standing in the door smiling, "Hiya babe."

"Having fun dear," Candice chuckles? "Come on, I only have forty minutes to get changed and ready." She heads to their bedroom.

Jeremy follows her down the hall. As she climbs in the shower he picks up her work clothes from the floor placing them in the laundry basket with his towel from earlier. She recounts her day at the office while he dresses. With a towel wrapped around her and another for her hair she inspects Jeremy before sitting down to do her makeup. "You look yummy in that suit. We have to find more reasons for you to wear it."

Jeremy shifts his shrinking dick in his trousers as his wife begins applying her cosmetics. They met in college. Both ran track. They liked each other right away. Few people even notice a mixed race couple anymore, thankfully, and they moved easily through both of their circles of friends. Both families had been supportive when they announced their engagement and they tied the knot three months after graduation. Candice went on to law school studying for the corporate sector while Jeremy took a sales position moving up rapidly. They love each other. 

Sitting on the edge of the bed Jeremy admires his wife not noticing that his dick doesn't mirror his intellectual appreciation. She wears her blonde curls short and bouncy which makes her ice blue eyes seem mirthful. The terrycloth towel wrapped and rolled under her arms looks like a mini dress tantalizing in its barely long enough ability to hide her sweet valley. In his mind he can see the toned muscular legs running up to the fat free hard ass and slight hips. A narrow waist and flat stomach make her pert barely a handful breasts seem larger than they are. She can wear any dress as she's still the size two she was in college. At work she is all business trying to dominate in a man's world, but when they step out she loves painting her bedroom eyes a deep sultry violet and her pouty lips a liquid fuck-me dark red. 

He sits watching her as they talk. Jeremy can tell she is excited about going out tonight by how chatty she is. He lets her gab listening, if not earnestly, at least, politely. The sound of her voice is like hot sex, cultivated that way on purpose to disarm adversaries during negotiations as she advances up the corporate ladder past misogynist weasels that fail to take her seriously. Despite the obvious allure of his wife, Jeremy remains un-aroused. The rising ache in his balls from the earlier erection draws his thoughts to the winsome teacher on the verge of being facialized that he missed. 

"Are you alright," Candice asks? She is turned in her seat looking at him.

"Sorry, I had an idea about a sale that I want to open when I get back after the holidays," he replies quickly covering his lapse in spousal attention.

"I said, 'Will you get me a snack before we go while I dress,' I'm famished."

"Sure."

"And a drink."

In the kitchen he assembles a finger sandwich with cucumber for his wife. When he brings it and the drink to her she is standing in front of the full length mirror checking for anything out of place. Despite the late fall chill she chose a mid-thigh length black satin cocktail dress with cuffs connected to the shoulders by sheer trains. The collar is straight matching the hem and on her feet are black strap three inch heels. She decided to forego stockings so the dress accentuates the pale skin of her face and legs. He notices that she matched the lip rouge with her nail polish for the only source of color in her ensemble. With a whistle of appreciation he catches her attention. Candice smiles and turns a slow pirouette for his admiration as he sips the bourbon and water he made along with hers. 

In the corporate environment no event is strictly social they both know, so their clothing selections project the image of a power couple. Individually they both look sexy as hell; together they look like gods. He helps her slip into her coat before entering the car for the twenty minute drive back to her offices. Candice leans across the center console against his shoulder gently. His favorite scent wafts from her in the nearness of the car.

The strains of Thelonious Monk clash with the image of the blonde woman struggling against her bonds. In his mind he envisions himself standing over her, dominating her, forcing his cock into her ineffectually resisting body and of her loving it. A gentle cough reminds him that the light has turned green. He frowns as much for his lapse of focus as the frustration of not being able to finish the film. Jeremy steels himself for the two or three hours of tedious goodwill that awaits him. 

At the office they join other guests on the elevator crowding together in their haste to celebrate. In Candice's company each department hosts its own holiday gathering according to the respective status of each. Legal, true to its nature, stages a buffet and gift exchange/auction in their suits. It's a juxtaposition of budgetary frugality and lavish excess. Throughout the event lawyers and negotiators will tell each other ribald stories, sexist and derogatory jokes that they would litigate for if anyone else spoke them during the work day. Vying to be the most cloyingly offensive with fake smiles askew. Jeremy feels his stomach tighten at the thought. 

They have to come, of course. Candice will schmooze with the department heads and condescend to the paralegals. It's all an exercise in social stratification. From the very beginning each guest must arrive within an acceptable time of the start. The most important persons arrive later and leave earlier. For that Jeremy is grateful. Candice is important enough that they get greeted upon arrival and get to leave before the intoxication level reaches dumbass. 

Together they tour the floor making stops to reintroduce him to selected influential individuals that he will not see again until next year. It's designed to let them see she is connected, human and domestic like they are, and at the same time not restricted by motherhood, marital class disparity or social inadequacy. He smiles as he shakes each hand. After the tour she will drift off to fraternize with some of her inferiors until the heavyweights arrive. This gives him about an hour to judiciously graze the buffet and hobnob with the less territorial members of the department. 

"I'm going to say hello to the girls," (her term for the executive assistances and researchers), "here, take this drink and say hello to the boys for me," (her term for the junior executives). "I'll catch back up to you before the presentations." She pops up on her toes to kiss him on the cheek before gliding off. Out of the corner of his eye he catches several heads turn to track her progress through the crowd. The open appreciation reminds him that he hasn't taken the time to just admire her walk in a long time. She slides through a door and out of sight before he has a chance to watch more than three steps. 

"I do believe your wife gets more beautiful every year, Jeremy." Dan Guymon is a senior negotiator that Jeremy has only met twice before at previous Christmas parties. Normally, he would only talk with him in Candice's presence. 

"Thank you." Jeremy sips the whiskey tonic Candice handed him. Mindful that the impression he makes on Dan will affect how his wife is viewed in the company he lets the executive direct the conversation. Like all good sales men Jeremy reads his opponent. He has to be engaging and competent, a challenge but not a threat. The goal: keep the man engaged enough that he wants to stay but not so bold that it degenerates into a pissing contest. Soon the two men fall into a lively dialogue smiling broadly at jokes. Dan orders him a second whiskey and tonic. 

"Thanks, that's going to be my limit. I promised Candice I'd stay sober tonight." Whispering conspiratorially, "We don't want anyone to know that I'm a sloppy drunk striping on the tables." They both laugh at the joke.

"Would you like to play some cards," Dan asks behind the fading chuckle? "Some of us like to get away from this hobnobbing for some real sport."

Jeremy glances quickly for his wife and then at his watch. He still has most of an hour before they meet for the ritual gift exchange. With a quick nod he follows Dan out of the office, down the hall to the elevator. Two floors down they enter an unmarked office to find a sturdy round conference table and three players already seated. Dan introduces Jeremy around. Two of the man he recognizes. Jeremy takes his place as Dan freshens everyone's drinks before sitting down also. 

After half an hour Jeremy has a solid buzz and up a little in chips. He wants to win enough to maintain Dan's respect but not so much that he alienates the losers. It's a tightrope walk but the game within the game has Jeremy's adrenaline pumping. Table talk is jovial suiting the season. Reluctantly he folds a full house winner rather than take a pot too big. He leans back smiling slyly as Dan folds what Jeremy is sure is a flush. Both men are thinking the same thing as the winner rakes in his big score. 

Everyone freezes at the sound of a feminine yelp following a clearly audible slap from the hall outside the closed door. They look at each other silently asking for confirmation that they did indeed hear the same thing. A subsequent male mumble followed by another louder slap and whimper brings them all to their feet. Dan reaches the door first jerking it open. They don't know what to expect though they fear some form of abuse or attack. Group courage and the alcohol give them confidence to handle any situation except the one confronting them.

With the suddenly opened door the man and woman in the hall freeze. Everyone just stares at each other. A man in a suit that Jeremy doesn't recognize is standing with a belt in his hand behind a woman. As odd as the man is the woman is more so. They can see she is a redhead by the tresses falling around her shoulders. Her identity is a mystery though as she wears an eyeless black mask over her head leaving only her mouth exposed and the hair hanging out the back. There is a painful looking gag stretching her mouth into a grimace. Other than that she stands stark naked trembling. Red marks show on her ass and one breast. 

They stand in tableau with their cultured fine clothes juxtaposed to the woman's own state of distress. Dan takes the lead by demanding the cause of this unseemly display to which the man recounts how he caught the woman lifting wallets and other criminal enterprises. Now he is harrowing her through the halls with the belt as punishment. The card players have formed a semicircle to better gawk. Dan stands silent for a moment considering.

Naturally everyone expects Dan to report this incident to the proper authorities by calling security to rescue the damsel. Instead, he steps forward and places his hand firmly against her Venus mons as he sinks two then three fingers into her pussy. They all gasp at the abrupt departure from his customary restraint. Slowly he pushes his digits in then out of her hole.

"She must like the whipping; her pussy is sopping already," he observes. "I don't think this is so unpleasant for her that she is going to learn her lesson." They all watch as he fingers her snatch slowly increasing the tempo until the trembling changes to one of excitement more than fear. She gurgles around the gag as a small orgasm rises after which she nearly collapses necessitating assistance to remain standing. "Let's take her into the office where we can punish her effectively without interruption. At that he pulls her after him with the hand still sunk knuckles deep in her juicing cunt. 

They all file eagerly back into the office closing and locking the door after the last man enters. Jeremy still gawks at the absurd turn the evening has taken. Too many cocktails have blunted his discretion as he joins the others in anticipation. He is not so far gone in drink that he doesn't recognize the stiffness pushing against the inside of his trousers. Candice is far from his thoughts.

The un-identified girl follows Dan from the crotch where he grips her rubbing his palm against her protruding clit. Her head jerks from left to right at each slight sound searching for some clue as to her fate by sound alone. Surely she knows what is going to happen to her, Jeremy thinks to himself. Nipples hardened by fear and excitement no less than by the finger instigated orgasm testifies to her sexual state. Without conscious thought Jeremy rubs his cock through his pants. 




Naughty or Nice?



Dan pulls the woman across his lap as he sits. She pitches forward her terror of a fall clear in her bearing but unable to catch herself with her arms firmly tied behind her back, forearms parallel and elbows at ninety degrees. Ropes bite cruelly into tender flesh. The sudden crack as Dan's hand descends on her ass freezes everyone. Again and again he raises his hand delivering stinging blow after blow to her shapely toned ass. 

She squirms desperately to escape the painful assault only to have many hands grasp and hold her in place. For five solid minutes the chastisement continues until both cheeks show flame red. At the end Dan strokes the hot skin letting his fingers explore freely her hidden places. She jumps when his fingers again enter through her puffy labia. Jeremy watches the violations having an unobstructed view of her pussy from his place against the wall.

Dan reports the finding of his gynecological examination, "She's even wetter men." Looking at each of them in turn he says, "I think she enjoys the rough treatment. Let's give her something to remember. Strip men, she owes each of us a fuck for trying to steal from our colleagues."

The whole situation moves from the unusual to the bizarre with that statement. Ever sense the lock turned on the door visions of a school teacher tied to a bench and a housewife attacked in her home and an entrepreneur taken by her staff and a dozen other make believe scenarios flash through his mind. When the order to disrobe comes he doesn't hesitate. His clothes land in a pile in the corner as he stands with his rising dick in his hand. The circumcised crown looking like a shiny helmet caps the vein wrapped shaft pointing at his target. 

"Get the gag out," Dan orders, "she needs to blow each of us before we get into this hot snatch."

The gag is pulled off. She inhales to cry for help. When she opens her mouth Steven, a handsome guy of Italian descent, pushes his seven inches in. She chokes on the sudden offering. The oral assaults are not gentle. Each man forces her to fellate him in his preferred fashion. No thought is given to her comfort. Some push their meat in until she chokes holding it there. Some use her mouth like a pussy, fucking vigorously. All the while Dan holds her across his lap three fingers pumping her twat rapidly.

When Steven moves from her mouth to her rear to be replaced in her mouth by Rob, Dan pulls his fingers out and licks them clean. Steven grabs her by the hips and plunges his gleaming tool fully into her soft entrance. The invasion forces a gasp out of her throat around the organ forcing her jaws wide. Dan moves his hands under her to play with her tits as the other two ram her from each end. The triple stimulation soon shows its affects as her torso begins twisting trying to get the cocks where she wants them. They occupy a small three room office suite. Reception area with two doors on either side, one leads to a private office with the other opening on a small conference room which they commandeered for their card game. Lately filled with the friendly banter the room contains the rising discord of struggle and cruel laughter. A sturdy wooden table with padded leather chairs round it fills the close space. Discarded hands and scattered chips litter the table. Steven calls her a slut and slaps her ass hard. 

They're breathing hard from the excitement. The laughter masks insecurities about the appropriateness of what they are doing and fear of being caught and more importantly that the others might realize how much they like what they're doing. A quick glance tells Jeremy that he wields the longest sword in the room. Despite watching hundreds of gangbang videos Jeremy never thought he would actually witness one let alone participate. At the thought of violating this helpless girl he grows harder than he has ever been. A predatory smile lights his face. 

Unable to resist the inevitable their victim struggles to lessen the discomfort by co-operating. She spreads her legs to grant Steven greater access. She turns her head hoping to facilitate the passage of the cock in her mouth. Clearly Rob's cock smashes against the back of her throat with each hard thrust. He pushes her face into his pelvis until her nose rubs against his pubic bone before pulling her off to grab a choked half breath only to have the process repeated. She bucks suddenly back against Steven as Dan yanks savagely at her nipple. Her orgasm is as violent as the treatment she is experiencing. Steve responds by fucking her cunt harder using long full strokes.

But they are just guys in an office. Watching internet porn on company time or roleplaying with their wives or girlfriends is the freakiest they ever get, so it's no surprise that the stimulation is too much for them to handle. Rob shoots his load in her mouth. They're not pros so no pulling out for the money shot on the face. He holds her head on his cock as cum fills her throat. When he pulls out she chokes, gags and coughs. A sperm string hangs from her lip from the gob of jizm she coughs out and a small white bubble forms in one nostril. 

"Hey, Jeremy," Dan calls, "feed that horsemeat of yours to this whore."

Jeremy has waited all his adult life for a moment like this. To actually be a part of a gangbang violating a hot girl in the worst ways is his fondest desire. No performance anxiety for him. Jeremy is all cool brutality. For the first time in his life a woman is going to deep throat him no matter what. She pants and coughs at his approach stammering out pleas for mercy. Her helplessness and the sight of Rob's cum hanging from her chin fire up the hostility in the room. Freed somehow from compassion by the sight of the first ejaculation they congratulate each other as the verbal abuse reigns down. 

"Shut the fuck up bitch and suck my cock," Jeremy hears himself command. Around him the others call her every name they can. The abuse makes them all harder and eager to fuck.

Jeremy holds her by the ears as he rapidly fucks her mouth four or five times. Gagging sounds accompany the action. Then he holds her down on his dick trying to force more of his ten inches past the curve of her throat. Then he repeats the process with Rob's cum and her spit quickly coating his rod. 

By now Steven has unloaded his own deposit in her cunt. As he moves out of the way the other men gather round to admire the creampie leaking from her slit. They slap her ass repeatedly praising her nasty ability. 

Dan takes the moment to change things up. "I got an idea. Jeremy, climb up on the table." When he pulls his dick out of her mouth she just sags on the older man's lap and pants. "Help me out with the slut fellas."

Jeremy lies back on the heavy conference table scattering chips and cards as he does so. He holds his dick in his left hand watching the others lift their plaything unresistingly. At Dan's direction they carry her over to the table and lift her over Jeremy's waist. "Hold that monster steady while we lower her ass onto it," he orders. "I want to see that big black cock of yours rip open her thieving ass."

As the plan is spoken she starts to fight, but they have too firm a grasp of her. Inevitably she feels the fat head of his thick cock press against her tight sphincter. Without the use of her arms to hold her up Jeremy supports her with his own hands around her bound biceps. Her legs are held up so that she is balanced at three points, Jeremy's hands and his dick against her asshole. Her own weight does the deed. Fortunately the saliva and fluid covered dick penetrates without tearing. Still the sensation is searing as her tight ring is stretched more than ever before. She screams; they laugh; tears stream from under the mask; they grab and twist her tits. 

As she sinks impaled on his massive dick he lays her back against his chest. He moves his hands to her waist pulling her farther down until he feels her ring settle around his root. She is hot and tight. Never has he felt anything so good in his life. With his arms wrapped around her waist he begins fucking her ass. His hips thrust up against her bottom forcing his pole in and out of her spasming ass. The others look on cheering for him to destroy her ass. 

"Time for me to get in on the action," Dan announces. He sheds his clothes revealing an eight inch dick standing at attention. "Hold her still while I get in her cunt." Jeremy can't believe his luck. He gets to be the ass man for a DP. Dan smoothly slides into the terrified woman's pussy. "Shut your balling you cheap tramp. We're going to fuck you till you learn not to steal from people," Dan orders. At his direction the remaining two stand on either side turning her head one way then the other fucking her mouth. 

Jeremy can see the cocks going in her mouth. He and Dan struggle for a moment or two before getting the rhythm right. Once they do their twin assaults on her lower orifices pull and stretch her without mercy. Despite the savagery of their treatment of her they all recognize when she starts moving with them making the fucking even more satisfying. "Look, the cunt's enjoying getting fucked be two guys," someone yells. 

Jeremy knows it's true. The fight has gone out of her as she rises toward her third orgasm. It's not long before she starts thrashing on their dicks. They keep hammering at her holes and she keeps cumming. She tries to yell and scream but the dicks in her mouth keep her quiet. Their bodies become slick with sweat. The pace becomes frantic. Dan is no porn star and the excitement overcomes him soon also. Jeremy feels the man's cock pulse out stream after stream of jizz through the thin tissue dividing their cocks inside the woman. She shudders between them. 

Dan climbs off allowing Jeremy to take control of fucking her ass the way he wants. They roll together to the side so that she is underneath him. He pulls her hips up until she is on her knees so that he can do her doggie style. More cocks go in her mouth while he fucks her from behind. By now she has swallowed even more cum. The sticky white fluid smears her cheeks. Jeremy concentrates on getting as deep in her ass as he can drive his long dick. 

Every third out stroke he pulls the crown free to judge how much she has been stretched. Then he pushes back in. Each time she yelps less and less. More and more her sphincter stays dilated until he has her as loose as he wants. Then Jeremy speeds up his fuck motion until he is hammering at her butthole so hard their hips slap together wetly. To the cheers of his fellow assailants he pushes deep one last time as the orgasm roiling in his balls races up and out his piss slit to spray the inside of her bowels with his nutbutter. He collapses on top of her exhausted driving her hard to the table top. 

"Come on, Jer," prompts Dan, "I got a place where we can get cleaned up before heading back to the party."

The party; Candice; she must be looking for him by now. The full realization of what he's done falls on him with that simple statement. Slowly he climbs off the table, out of the woman. His cock makes a sucking sound as it slides free just as hard as when he began. He pulls his pants on as the four other men gather to take Dan and his place sodomizing their toy. He follows numbly the older man from the site of his debauchery. The catcalls and name calling follow him out into the hall.

Dan guides Jeremy to the elevators, up four floors to his private office. Executive perks include a private bathroom with shower. The two men take turns washing the sweat and stink of fornication off. Clean and dressed the two make their way back down a floor to the Christmas party. The whole time Dan provides a running commentary on the carnal events of the evening. His open admiration for Jeremy's ass destroying cock borders on the uncomfortable. 

It's his vilification of that helpless woman that sets Jeremy's teeth on edge. By the time they reach the party and Dan heads off to greet other guests with a hearty back slap he loathes the man's too ready smile and easy familiarity. Anxiety knots his stomach. Fear and regret wrestle his conscience over the vile acts he committed. Tormenting him is the knowledge of how quickly and shamelessly he cheated on Candice. And over all is the fact that given the opportunity he would do so again instantly for a similar chance.

His watch says he is forty minutes late for the gift exchange. He doesn't see Candice so he gets another drink from the bar. And he hides. He hides in shame and because he still has a hardon. With each sip he wonders if she's still down there, still tied up. Wonders how much cum she's swallowed, how many times she came. Wonders if he can still slip down there, slip back into her. 

"Sorry I'm late dear," Candice coos. He jumps at her light touch on his arm. "Babe, are you alright, you look like you've seen a ghost?"

Jeremy stammers something to cover his embarrassment. By now he is well past buzzed. Seeing his condition Candice says her goodbyes and guides her man toward the door. She drives them home. The whole way Jeremy is sullen and quiet. Back home they undress and ready for bed in silence. In the dark Jeremy lies awake staring at the ceiling seeing his dick disappear into that tight ass over and over again. 

In the week that follows leading up to Christmas Jeremy putters around the condo finishing honeydo's. He is abnormally quiet. Candice doesn't say anything to him, but he knows she is watching him. While she's at work he sits at his chair with his dick in hand surfing porn. He becomes more despondent. After gangbanging for real the simulated stuff just isn't satisfying anymore. He thinks about giving up porn. Maybe he'll do just that and Candice would appreciate it. 

On Wednesday Candice calls to say she'll be late coming home. She tells him about a contract that has to be delivered oversees for signing on the Monday after the holiday. Then she suggests they meet later and tells him she bought something for him to wear. It's hanging on the back of the closet door. Jeremy agrees telling her he loves her before hanging up. 

With a couple of hours to kill he wonders into his office. Sleazemasters is open before he even realizes what he's doing. A few mental kicks don't make him feel any better about his weakness and he doesn't shut it off. The new posting header flashes and he clicks on the bar. The teaser still unmistakably shows his face. Shocked he checks the time stamp and sees that it has just been posted in the last hour. Out of curiosity he clicks on it. There really is no mystery. He knows full well what he will see. Fear and pride wrestle in his gut.

As the video plays out he sees them come out to the hall followed by plenty of footage of the girl before they return to the office. Clearly the others took phone video of the event. Just as clearly the video is from different phones and cleverly edited together. The sound is poor rising to distortion levels then falling to near inaudibility. The action is so hot Jeremy has his fly open stroking his dick by time he gets to her sucking on it. He is so excited by the images he shoots all over his desk top when he enters her ass. Afterward he leans back and watches in pleasure as he destroys her ass. 

The video continues after he and Dan leave. The others really work her hard shoving as many dicks into her at the same time as they can. Ten minutes later she is on her knees taking a seven incher from behind while her face presses against another's crotch when the ropes binding her arms are cut away. Surprisingly she doesn't try to fight off her attackers. Instead she fondles the man's ball in front of her. Splashes of cum are visibly smeared all over her skin. 

When she pulls off to take a breath she looks right at the camera as if she knows where it is through the mask. Then as she takes the fucking from behind she releases the snaps securing the mask and pulls it and the red hair from her head. 

Jeremy jumps up kicking the chair away from the desk. His heart pounds suddenly in his chest. His eyes riveted to the screen, to the face staring straight at him; the face of his own dear wife, Candice. Sweat mats her short blonde curls to the side of her head. She peers into the camera. The slapping of cock in her pussy in the background as she says, "Merry Christmas, Babe, I thought you'd like to have your fantasy come true. By the way, I'm alone in the office, just me and the custodial staff. Wear something appropriate."

A pair of gray overalls hangs in the closet.



Naughty or Nice?



Author's note. Merry Christmas, happy holidays, happy new year, and all that good stuff! I got this particular idea due to boredom, curious research on Mrs. Claus, and my own natural curiosity. I intended to post this on Christmas Day but because I was busy I am a little late. Now since this is an ADULT story starring Santa Claus he will be perverted and he will be having sex in this story so if you don't want to envision Santa Claus having some nice, hot, sex feel free to read another fic but for those who want to read a nice perverting of Santa Claus here it is!

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It was the first of December. The busiest and most active month of the year in the North Pole and for obvious reasons, Christmas was on its way fast!

Everybody in the North Pole had something to do and a role to play. The elves were making toys for good kids and kids at heart by hand, technology, and elvish magic as well as training and feeding the reindeer to keep them in shape and healthy and fit for the big flight on Christmas Eve among other assorted details to make sure that Santa's flight went as smoothly as possible. However Santa Claus, the man himself wasn't exactly in the holiday spirit. This was the first Christmas in ages that his beloved Mrs. Claus wouldn't be with him after she died months ago.

Nicholas and Martha were the real names of Santa and Mrs. Claus and they have been together since they were teenagers. She loved him before he was Santa Claus. Marthat stood with him back when they only had Donner and Vixen as their only two reindeer and he worked for the church as a minister and healer while making wooden gifts for good children in the village by hand before he earned sainthood. Martha was with him when he befriended some generous, noble, yet nomadic magical elves who also wanted to make gifts (the relatives and descendants of which work for him), and stood side by as the turned their polar village into an empire of Christmas wonder so he could give gifts to the good little kids and as the generations passed kids at heart since he found out that adults were essentially just older kids in recent decades as long as they held some semblance of belief in him. Martha was loyal, loving, helpful, and an all-around good wife to Saint Nicholas.

But now Santa Claus' was alone without his faithful lover and companion. Christmas just didn't feel the same for him anymore. He didn't carry himself with his usual jolly demeanor and it made what was usually his favorite time of the year painful to bear. He stood in front of his mirror on his plush lounge that was lined with Christmas lights and a fully lit tree with candy canes and garland and all of the holiday trimmings around that would usually make him happy but not today.

"I miss you Martha," the burly white-haired man said in the mirror, imagining his wife by his side. Martha's healthy body against his own, making sure his traditional red and white suit was neat and even on his stocky and solid body and his black and silver belt was securely around his waist so he could look his best before his fateful flight.

With a heavy sigh he walked to his green chair and just sat there in cold contemplation, imagining Martha checking up on the elves or working the weather forecast before the flight and scheduling the best route through the timezones of Earth (it was also Mrs. Claus' idea to modernize the entire village with technology to compliment elvish magic and old fashioned working hands) and just stayed there in his chair looking distant and bored and outright disinterested in the most important day of the year.

However he did perk up a little bit at the sound of someone knocking on the side door of his lounge

"It's Sixpence," said the voice of one of Santa's elves from the outside of the room.

"Come in Sixpence," Santa said with a slightly more lively tone. He totally forgot that Sixpence told him that he was on a search for something that Santa was reluctant to have so soon considering his melancholy mood but Sixpence was sure it would lift his spirits.

The young brown haired elf Sixpence stepped into his Santa's cozy lounge wearing a green and silver elf suit that was adorned with medals of accomplishment on in elfin duties over his heart such as a Reindeer medal for best Reindeer breeder, an ornament for best decorator, a Santa Claus pin for best toymaker, and an elf hat for best spellcaster. He was the most decorated elf in Santa's entire empire and his right hand man, the lead elf, and he was ready to talk to the big man himself.

"So Santa. Are you ready to meet the new Mrs. Claus?" Sixpence asked while he stood next to the stocky bearded man.

"I guess," Santa said following a sigh. He showed little interest in having a new Mrs. Claus but Sixpence insisted that he get himself back in the game with a new wife as soon as possible and that the elf would take care of all the matchmaking and all the searching for him. Besides a Mrs. Claus would do wonders for Santa both around the business and for his heart even if he didn't fully believe it.

"Come on cheer up Santa. I made sure these girls are just for you to have, to hold, and to love. All you have to do is pick between these two" the elf said with a smile at the end of his accidental rhyme. All Santa had to do was choose between one of the two girls he had recruited for him to be his new Mrs. Claus but Santa wasn't sure he was ready to let go just yet.

"I still can't believe I let you go on this search for my new wife so soon Sixpence. I mean I still miss Martha," Santa said while looking at his most skilled elf. Martha had been with him since he was a young man and despite the aid Mrs. Claus could give to his work as Santa and his heart as a man he felt a bit of regret for even doing this but Sixpence was persistent and direct in insisting otherwise for Saint Nicholas.

"I know Santa I do but Martha..she's dead. You have to move on. You're stronger than this, you have to move on I mean you're not too old to find another Mrs. Claus. It's the right thing to do for you and your empire and trust me I know you'll love the girls I have in mind for you to choose from," Sixpence smiled which earned a little "We'll see" from the bringer of gifts, he was patient enough to have an open mind towards his elf's plan and after Sixpence's comment was said it was time to introduce the lucky ladies for Santa to chose from. 

"Isabella! Scarlett!" Sixpence beckoned the waiting girls to appear and introduced themselves to Santa.

And what Santa saw was a sight to behold without a doubt. Two young women, a blonde and a black haired beauty Isabella and Scarlett. They had pretty faces, voluptuous bodies, and the sexiest holiday themed attire they could find as they answered Sixpence's call and introduced themselves to Santa and the Elf that called them. However judging by the quizzical look in Santa's blue eyes he wasn't exactly amused by this which would cause disbelief in most men considering how Isabella and Scarlett looked.

The raven haired Isabella wore a curve-hugging dress that looked closer to Santa's attire but far sexier. She had black thigh pantyhose It was red with a bit of white cotton lining the breast of the dress with a small black belt with silver buckle that was short enough to show off her ample cleavage and granted him a visible peek of her black thong.

However the golden blonde Scarlett wasn't about to be outdone with her outfit. It was a red and white dress with cotton lining the breasts, bottom, and straps of the dress and white lining the rest of the attire that was cut in an hourglass shape, appropriate considering her heaving bust and thick hips that were clothed with thigh high white lace stockings. With the girls dressing like that with the bodies that they had how could Santa choose which would be his Mrs. Claus but Santa wasn't exactly amused by this sight

"Are these the girls you brought for me Sixpence?" Santa asked with a hint of sternness in his voice while he observed the ladies in front of him from top to bottom in his green chair.

"That's right sir. I'm letting you decide between these two ladies because I couldn't decide on whether or not Mrs. Claus should be naughty...or nice," Sixpence said. 

And once Sixpence said that little sentence Isabella and Scarlett did their best to persuade Santa without saying a word. Isabella stood on Santa's left, Scarlett stood on his right, and they both looked sexy as could be presenting themselves to Santa. Sixpence believed that the best way to lift Santa's mood was with a sweet, sexy, slutty Mrs. Claus for him to love. Forget the traditional sweetness and helpfulness around Santa's empire that the late Martha provided, that would come in time the young elf man believed. Now Santa needed some good sex in his life with a beautiful woman that loved him.

Isabella definitely looked like she was a naughty girl. She had a sultry smile while she swayed her thick hips in place, showing off her hourglass figure that effortlessly filled out the red & white outfit she had on while sucking her index finger for a small moment as if it was a dick. She would be a fine fit to stand by his side or ride his dick.

Yet Scarlett looked nice and innocent in that skimpy little dress. She smiled invitingly and coquettishly at the big man in the green chair looking hot as can be in that little red number she had on. The pleasant girl seemed starstruck with the presence of Santa and was eager to do whatever he wanted to make him happy.

Santa stroked his beard in thought. Maybe he should give this idea a chance since he was a single man after all even though he was widowed. But before he could even say a word the pleasant Scarlett hastily sat on his lap to plead he case.

"Oh Santa please, please pick me. I promise I'll be the best wife ever and I'll swallow all of your cum," the blonde said with a cute smile on her face at the man she desired. However Isabella wasn't going to let herself get shown up for Santa's love. She sat on his knee across from Scarlett so she could persuade Santa directly.

"No Santa pick me. I want to gag on your fucking cock and I want big loads in all of my holes every night," Isabella said sweetly, confident that she was the woman that Santa would choose. Santa's blue eyes looked at Sixpence, then at Isabella, and then at Scarlett before he shoved them off his lap much to Sixpence's surprise.

"Sixpence these girls can't possibly replace Mrs. Claus. What were you thinking?" He asked his elf with noticeable anger and annoyance in his voice. It seemed that sex wasn't enough to win over the bringer of gifts and Sixpence had to think fast to get himself out of trouble with his boss. The head elf wasn't about to give up. Perhaps Santa didn't see enough of these girls yet...

"Bitches turn around," the elf ordered the potential Mrs. Clauses and they eagerly obeyed. They turned around immediately and bent over just enough to profile and display their asses to Santa and once he saw them the lovely mounds of flesh before his blue eyes they practically popped out of their sockets. He knew that Isabella and Scarlett were sexy up front with their pretty faces, healthy bodies, and big tits but those fat, round, asses brought it all together.

"Ho ho ho my god!" Santa declared in surprise from the sight of Isabella's and Scarlett's bubble butts in his face. His bearded jaw dropped with his hands resting on his head in shock. Just when he thought that Isabella and Scarlett couldn't get any more attractive they bent over for him and put their big butts on display. 

Sixpence watched Santa Claus' reaction with a smirk. While he didn't know that Santa was an ass man he was glad that the big man was. Now was just the right time however to let Santa know just what he had in mind when he picked these girls out in the first place.

"I'll show you what I had in mind big guy," the elf said. He then stood up, walked around the bent over beauties and stopped when he was between them and firmly placed his hands on the girls' asses before speaking a fateful question to the man in red.

"Did the old Mrs Claus have an ass like these?" 

And Santa's reaction while dumbstruck was honest as could be, "Noooo she did not..." he shook his head slowly with his eyes fixed and focused on the grab-able asses that the wannabe Mrs. Claus's had.

"So Santa what's better? Naughty or nice?" Sixpence asked with a prideful smirk but as Santa's head and eyes showed proof that he couldn't come up with a decision perhaps it would be best if he left the jolly man alone for a while.

"I'll let you check them out and decide. I have to see about the other elves. I'll be back later Santa," Sixpence replied with a little smirk before leaving the lounge and leaving Santa alone with the well-stacked Isabella and Scarlett.

Sixpence did bring up a valid point. Martha never looked as sexy as the girls in front of him did. He was with her for generations, living long and healthy lives with aid of good food, a healthy lifestyle, and some active sex. So it wasn't like Santa didn't know what to do with these beautiful women but could he will himself to have sex with another woman, even if it was a potential Mrs. Claus?

One thing was obvious though. Santa had two shapely, round, orbs of flesh profiled beautifully in his face right now waiting for his attention. He weighed the situation in his head before acting in the span of a few seconds. He was a single man, heartbroken but still single and Sixpence offered him a chance to cheer himself up and find a new Mrs. Claus to lift his downhearted mood and please him as a man and what better way to get back to feeling like the grown, jolly, man he was than with a sexy woman in his life to raise his spirits and his dick. He'd never forget Martha, the original Mrs. Claus, but now was the time to move on. So he did what any sane man would do and began to play with them in his hands. Starting with the pleasant blonde Scarlett.

Scarlett had a classically big ass. Her hips were thick, her waist was small, and her ass cheeks were HUGE and Santa was groping every inch of it like he should. Scarlett was stacked from the legs up with meaty hips and thighs and a deep and defined crease under two nice and plump cheeks that were so easy and fun to grab and grip and she enjoyed every second of it.

"Mmm Santa you can play with my ass anytime you want. Mmmm yesss" Scarlett cooed in lust for the man in red which made Santa smile in response, "Ho ho ho you really are a nice girl Scarlett," Saint Nicholas praised with his hands grabbing and squeezing the blonde's fantastic ass in his ivory hands. 

Still Santa was a generous man and it only seemed fair that Isabella received some ass worship of her own so after a few more seconds of feeling up Scarlett's big butt he placed his hands on Isabella's to check her ass out and it was no less impressive than what the blonde bombshell had.

Honestly even before Isabella bent over, when she just turned around her ass looked like two perfectly spherical snow globes and Santa was feeling them up to the fullest. The top and bottom of her ass were round and the fleshy, well-defined ass cheeks were curved entrancingly from her hips, thighs, and back. Santa had absolutely no problems kneading Isabella's big booty like dough, squeezing it like his life depended on it. Just like the raven haired belle it belonged had no problems with him doing so.

"Ahh you like that big fucking juicy butt Santa? Mm you like it when I bounce it in your face? Ahhh I can bounce it in other places too," Isabella purred with thoughts of her riding Santa's cock beginning to fill her slutty little mind. Perhaps Santa would let one of the girls see his special candy cane but right now his attention was on the back of Isabella. 

He then peeled down her black thong off her shapely legs to expose her wet pussy and unclothed asshole and his hands went back to grabbing and working her round mounds of ass, seeing how her tiny rear hole and wet cunt looked all the while.

"Mmm being naughty is fun," Isabella grinned while sticking her tongue out at her blonde rival who returned a look of dislike. Judging by how Santa was playing with her ass it wasn't going to be long before she was the new Mrs. Claus. Santa certainly liked her big butt without a doubt.

"Ho ho ho you're a very naughty slut indeed," Santa said with an amorous coo in his voice between his firm grip on her healthy butt. Isabella was naughty and proud of it and was ready to let Santa see just how naughty she was.

"Ahh you like that juicy ass Santa? Ahhh I want you to taste it!" She grinned before her right hand gripped the back of Santa's head to push it right in the crack of the big, naked, ass the he had been playing with so lecherously.

"Oooooh yeah taste it Santa, taste my sweet asshole, mmm yeah use your tongue just like that, mmm so good, ooooh Santa!" Isabella moaned in delight while Scarlett just looked at her with pure dislike. How could Santa give her ass so little attention compared to Isabellas?

"You're very naughty," Scarlett said to Isabella who was gleefully letting Santa eat her ass out from behind, "I know and I love it," she said with pride before letting Santa's head free only for the sake of air. Santa then gave Isabella's ass a quick slap just to see it jiggle before he stood up and led her in the direction of the red couch across from them and after another ass-shaking slap Isabella knew just what to do. She got on her knees on the couch and shook her big bottom appealingly for Santa to see, putting that fat ass in motion.

"You want more Santa? I'm ready for you," Isabella sweetly invited and it didn't take long for Santa to dive back into her ass, putting those bearded lips and wet tongue to work on her once more.

"So good...so good," Santa moaned softly with his face in Isabella's ass His wet tongue slurping and lapping away on the dark haired girl's pussy and ass, never leaving either hole unattended for too long. One moment his tongue was burrowing and swirling around in her asshole and the next moment he was letting his tongue lick and lap that clit of hers, getting it good and wet and making her moan so sweetly. All while Scarlett looked on in envy of her rival and walked around the couch with noticeable jealousy for her competing Mrs. Claus.

"This isn't fair," Scarlett complained while she walked around the piece of furniture and stopped at the front of the couch and kneeled down on Santa's left side with her eyes fixed on Isabella's beautiful butt. If she couldn't impress Santa by getting his attention on her own she believed she could do it by pleasing Scarlett and showing just how freaky she was to the man in red.

"I wanna taste her too. Let me help," Scarlett said cutely and with a curl in Santa's lips he moved aside a little bit and let the blonde put her tongue to work. Her tongue swirled and swiveled around Isabella's asshole, drawing moans and other sweet, dirty, sounds of pleasure from the dark haired girl's mouth.

"Her ass tastes so good," Scarlett purred. She savored the taste of girl ass in her mouth, a telling sign of just how eager the golden haired beauty was to please and entertain Santa. She wasn't above tonguing another girl just like Isabella wasn't above moaning for it.

"Mmmm yeah taste it, aaaaaaah. Yes, yes, yes taste my little shit hole, mmmm yeah use that nice little tongue of yours, mmm fuck! Ahhhh yeeees" Isabella's moans hit that good little spike in volume by Santa getting back involved by sucking and tasting her pussy. They tag-teamed the black haired woman, enjoying the taste of both of her holes and even kissed each other deeply to share the blend off pussy and ass on their tongues. It was a deep kiss with Scarlett and Santa's tongues rubbing and lashing against each other in lust and heat with the taste of Isabella on their tongues. In a sign of pride from the blonde she broke the kiss and said...




Naughty or Nice?



"See Santa I'm the best helper after all," Scarlett said to Santa with her face resting on Isabella's left ass cheek. She was right about to dive her mouth in for another helping of her opponent's butt hole but she shoved Scarlett off the couch and onto the floor and Isabella stood up with a look of sexual thirst on her face. 

"So you love the taste of my ass huh?" Isabella asked while she stood over Scarlett's face.

"I do. I love it. I love it and I wanna taste it some more," Scarlett yearned which made Isabella smirk and giggle. "I guess I can give the nice girl just what she wants..." she said before getting on her knees and mounting Scarlett's face with her ass perfectly placed above the blonde's mouth so she could get a near effortless helping of Isabella's ass.

"Oooooooh Fuck that feels so good. Mmm yes, yes, fuck I can hear your wet fucking tongue on my asshole! Aaaah, god you really do love my tasty fucking ass! Aaaah mmm fuuuuuck this feels so good! Aaaah! Yeaaaaah taste my naughty fucking ass!"

Scarlett was in anal peace right now. Her face was squarely between two big, plump, ass cheeks that rivaled her own in size and shape and she was absolutely not above pleasing another girl even if it was someone she was challenging to be Mrs. Claus, Santa's loving wife and helper. That's the main reason why she was eating Isabella's ass out from under her. She wanted to show Santa that she was willing to do anything to make him happy sexually and that she was that she was that submissive to his desires. Isabella wasn't complaining right now that's for sure. She had the same intentions that Scarlett had, make herself seem as sexy and slutty and outright whorish as possible for Santa. 

Speaking of the man in red he let the girls play with each other long enough without him. Scarlett had even started touching herself to please her own body with Isabella's fat ass on her face. So while the bewitchingly naughty beauty let the stunning blond get a chance to breath by lifting her ass off her mouth for a moment Santa walked over to where he looked down at Isabella's pretty face with his cock out and free.

"It's so big..." were the only words that came from Isabella's mouth before she moved her mouth down on Santa's shaft to begin sucking him off while she lowered her ass on Scarlett's face once more. For a moment she was surprised Santa was so big and hard despite his age.

"Ohhhh yes that's right suck my cock, suck my cock naughty girl, oooh yes that feels so good, mmm, ahh yes suck it, ahh just like that, mmm use your hand to stroke it girl. Aaaah yes that's so good, mmm." Santa moaned groaned from the feel of Isabella's mouth and right hand servicing his big cock.

Santa may have been an old man but he wasn't so old that his dick didn't work anymore. He could still get hard without aid of anything else but his own arousal and he could still use his 8 inch cock to fuck. The late Mrs. Claus knew that to be true and these two aspiring Mrs. Clauses were going to find out as well. He may have loved his wife Martha sincerely but he had needs as a man that must be filled and Isabella and Scarlett were going to do just that

Isabella was extremely lucky right now. She had Santa's dick in her mouth, muffling the moans from another girl ravenously eating her ass out while rubbing her pussy to stimulate herself. But the luckiest person in the world was Santa Claus for obvious reasons. He was getting his dick sucked by a beautiful girl who was sitting on the face of an equally beautiful girl. Time for the man in red to be more involved in the action though and he did it by thrusting his member into the raven haired woman's mouth, ready to gag her with his dick. He placed a hand behind her head and got right to work.

"Ah yes that feels so god, ahhh yes gag on my dick like the naughty bitch you are Isabella, ahhh yes your throat feels so good to my cock, ahhh yes suck it like that. Oh ho ho this feels so good. Yes!"

Santa was in lustful glee from how warm, wet, and cozy mouth and throat Isabella had and he put it to good use for a few more seconds before letting her get free air once again through her mouth. Isabella moaned and hummed against his dick thanks to the dirty mouth of Scarlett sucking and tonguing her hidden hole pleasing her while she pleased him.

"Mmm that was so good," Santa groaned once he took his soaking wet cock out of Isabella's mouth. Now even though the naughty girl had no problems riding Scarlett's face and getting her asshole eaten out and let Santa fuck her slutty little face she felt that the nice girl earned the chance to share his Santa's cock with her.

"Wanna share Santa's dick with me blondie? It's big enough for us to share," she looked back at Scarlett with a smirk. It seemed like the fair haired woman was content with having her face under her ass while fingering her pussy but Isabella just felt right to ask if she wanted to suck Santa off with her. As if it was a reward for being such a good ass eater. But Scarlett was at least intrigued with the idea so she pried her head from in between Isabella's bubble butt cheeks to speak.

"I do anything Santa wants me to do," she stated before dipping her head back into Isabella's ass for another taste.

"Mmm so what do you think Santa?" the woman on top asked him through a moan. Would Scarlett be able to share his girthy cock?

"Yes Scarlett you've been a good patient slut. Let her up Isabella so she can suck me with you," Santa answered. She was ready to give the submissive blonde what she deserved. He sat down on the red couch with his legs spread and his dick wet and hard as both Scarlett and Isabella moved into position, crawling on all fours to the couch at his feet, ready to suck him off. 

Isabella was the first to begin servicing Santa and treated him to the familiar blowjob with the mouth that treated his dick so well first. She already had her lips and chin still wet with saliva from the sloppy blowjob she gave Santa a few seconds ago and it looked like the dark haired slut was getting ready for more. However that only lasted for a few seconds before Isabella let Scarlett dive her mouth down on Santa's beefy cock which made Santa's eyes light up with perverse glee.

"Ho ho ho! Yes ladies suck my cock! Mmmm Scarlett you look so good with my dick in your mouth! Ahhhh yes get it nice and wet, nice and wet, ohhhh yes Isabella massage Santa's balls, that feels so good, mmm I have a little present in mind just for you my naughty girl..." Santa said before sticking his middle and ring finger in his bearded mouth and swirled them around Isabella's asshole during her turn sucking his dick, enough to appease her anal lust but not enough to distract her from sucking his cock and sharing it with Scarlett. However he thought about simply fingering the lovely naughty girl when she surrendered control of Santa's cock to the blonde bombshell across from her.

"Mmm there you go, yeah you earned this after eating my asshole so good, oooh yeah suck that dick real deep like you want it girl, mmm Scarlett fuck that looks good you getting Santa's dick all sloppy like that oh my god that looks so good," Isabella said in lecherous delight. She even massaged Santa's balls while Scarlett throated his big cock.

Santa loved this. Two beautiful girls pleasing his cock so good was heaven on earth to him and to give Isabella some attention for talking so dirtily and coaxing Scarlett to suck his dick like the slut she was he gripped and slapped her ass with one hand. Just to give her body the attention that she deserved.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Santa's hand squeezed and gripped Isabella's pretty profiled ass 

"Ah! Yeah spank me Santa! Mmmm that feels so good!" Isabella moaned her pleasure in the pain of getting her big ass spanked and gripped. But her moans were soon muffled by the sound of Scarlett reinserting Santa's dick in her mouth for her turn.

"Mmm your turn Isabella, your turn to suck Santa's cock again, mmm that's tight suck it good just like that while Santa spanks you," Scarlett smiled while Isabella resumed her sloppy blowjob on Santa's exposed cock, building a nice coating of saliva on her chin from her passionate sucking. She kept this up for about one sweet minute before letting Scarlett take her turn sucking Santa while she moved up Santa's body and unveiled her tits for Santa to latch his bearded mouth onto while Scarlett serviced him. 

Nobody in the world would believe that Santa Claus had such a perverted side. No one would believe that Santa would have two girls, both competing to be his wife, try to satisfy him as a man after Mrs. Claus' demise but it was true. Santa was new relaxing on the couch with his eight inch dick out and being sucked from a hole in his red pants by one gorgeous woman with his face in the tits of another one. Both Scarlett and Isabella were making worthy cases to why they should be the new Mrs. Claus.

"You like my big titties huh Santa?" Isabella smiled lustfully at Santa sucking her tits once she pulled them out of her red dress. Between the feel of Santa burying his face in her heaving breasts and sloppily sucking them and pleasing her erotic desire as a woman and possible Mrs. Claus. 

Santa's porcelan colored hands grabbed, massaged, and groped her tits before he planted his lips onto the nipples and slurping and sucking them like his life depended on it but neither one of them could ignore the sight of Scarlett bobbing her head up and down on his dick, taking it right down to the base so she could keep his whole dick nice and wet. It was so good that the saint couldn't help but moan against the dark haired girl's plump tits.

However now was the time to show off a little more of her body to Santa. While Scarlett tended to his dick she maneuvered her soaking wet panties off those shapely legs of hers and threw them to the floor before positioning herself on top of Santa so he could not only get a better view and angle of her supple boobs but she could finger herself. The feel of Santa playing with her tits and the sight of Scarlett sucking Santa's cock was too much for her to just sit around and relish with her eyes, she had to please herself from that sight.

"Ohhh fuck, ahhh, ahhh yeah, ahh I love it when you suck my tits, mmm and Scarlett looks so good with your cock in her mouth, sucking you so good," Isabella moaned. She was more than happy to get herself off while Scarlett began to give Santa Claus a snug titjob, squeezing her tits around his member to stroke him. The blonde woman on her knees even had a clever, dirty, little idea.

"Bounce your ass on my tits," Scarlett groaned. That way she could see more of Isabella's ass while she stroked the man in red's throbbing cock her succulent breasts, and Santa could see and taste Isabella's jiggling tits. Everybody won thanks to Scarlett's slutty idea.

"Mmmm so good, so good, mmm," Kris Kringle mumbled against the raven's bouncing breasts. He loved the feel of ripe, round, big, tits shaking in his face. He wasn't the only one enjoying himself too because Scarlett herself loved the sight of Isabella moving that beautiful ass up and down against her ample chest

"My tits are as big as your ass," Scarlett joked in aroused delight from the look and feel of her tits bouncing against Isabella's beautifully big butt. That's when she had another idea fill that dirty mind of hers.

"I wanna taste your ass and that cock," Scarlett cooed out her next sexual idea. She let Santa's cock free from her bountiful bosom and kept it close to her fellow whore's asshole and moved her tongue against them both, getting the taste of Santa's dick and Isabella's ass on her tastebuds.

Isabella was a cooing, moaning, mess right now from Scarlett's dirty little mouth tending to both her back hole and Santa's very own candy cane and the fair haired woman knew it. Knowing that her dark-haired rival was a naughty little slut perhaps she should be the one who got her ass fucked by Santa...

"Mmm since we love Izzy's asshole so much do you wanna fuck it first Santa?" Scarlett asked sweetly with her right hand on Santa's cock in wait of his answer.

"No. I want her pussy first," Santa said which led to Scarlett sticking his cock into Isabella's waiting pussy, making her squeal with delight on contact. 

Santa was showing these ladies a sight that only the first Mrs. Claus had ever experienced. Even though he was a paragon for goodness, purity, and all things nice Nicholas was still a man and sexually he was a stud. A passionate lover but at the same time an erotic freak who was all about giving and receiving pleasure with the special lady in his life. A woman's erotic moans for him filled his body with a joy that was only rivaled by the gleeful sounds of children's praise and happiness for him. He then thrust his cock upward a bit into Isabella's pussy while she bounced on him, unwilling to let the naughty girl do all the pleasurable work.

"Ohhh Santa! Ooooh yes yes yes my pussy feels so good with your cock inside it, ahh! Aaaaah yeah Santa you like the way it feels? Aaaah god! Aaah!" Isabella voiced her pleasure between the feel of Santa's dick moving in her pussy. He even threw in a couple of spanks to her bouncing ass on top of him just for extra fun. Scarlett couldn't help herself from getting involved either by moving her tongue against Isabella's asshole so every time she bounced on Santa's dick her asshole would get licked and rubbed by the wet muscle in the blonde's mouth. They were all getting their perverse cravings fulfilled

"Ohhhh you're so sexy Isabella, so fucking sexy on top of me, pleasing Santa like the naughty girl you are," the bearded man groaned at her before gripping her ass cheeks firmly to voice his pleasure in the process of Scarlett moving her head down to suck Santa's balls, getting them good and wet while the naughty girl fucked the man they were trying to lustfully impress. But riding Santa gave way to sucking Santa. She joined in the oral fun that her blonde competitor was taking part in by sucking his swollen dick.

"Ho ho ho this feels so good ladies, so good to me. Keep using your mouths just like that on Santa's cock, ohhhh, oh yes," Santa groaned in delight with his arms relaxing on the furniture, just enjoying the sweet sensation of two thick and sexy women tasting him. But simply being sucked and blown wasn't enough for Santa and Isabella knew that very well by now so betwixt a kiss with golden haired girl Isabella had an idea of her own.

"Hey nice, since you're so nice why don't you let Santa fuck your ass?" She smirked at her fair haired opponent but like the good girl that she was Scarlett gave the usual response, "if that's what Santa wants."

Isabella giggled at that little reply before turning to the bearded man in question while slowly jerking his cock, "So Santa you wanna stick your cock in her ass?" she queried. She knew what she wanted to see but what about what Saint Nicholas wanted?

"Yes I do. I want to fuck her ass," Santa answered with a light groan of lust in her voice from the feel of Isabella stroking him off.

"Well then nice girl Santa's dick is waiting just for you to fuck, unless you're scared," she teased but then Scarlett stood up and slowly pulled down her red thong which was her clearest answer.

"I've been waiting on this all day, I've gotten so horny watching you ride Santa's cock in your pussy and seeing him eat your delicious asshole. It's time that I let him fuck mine," Scarlett purred while she tossed her wet panties to the side. 

While Scarlett was undressing a bit Santa had his cock surging up the naughty girl's mouth, fucking her sweet face balls-deep to get his cock extra wet with spit so it could enter Scarlett's tight backdoor with ease and once he saw that red thong get thrown down only then did he let Isabella off his member so the blonde girl could get on. She wasn't going to leave Scarlett alone though as she knelt at Santa's side on the roomy couch and gripped his dick at the base so she could stick it into the blonde beauty's asshole.

"Your asshole looks so tight, maybe I should've eaten your ass out earlier," Isabella said with a wry smile with her eyes fixed on the tight pooper that was concealed by two large, jelly-like, round, mounds of booty that was a similar size to her own. The only difference was that Scarlett's was about to be fucked .

It took a light bit of effort but Kris Kringle's rock-hard dick penetrated the hidden gate that was Scarlett's asshole resulting in blissful moans of unison from the woman on top and the man below.

"Ohhhhh ohhh my good you are so tight Scarlett, you are so tight..." Nicholas moaned himself from the feel of Scarlett's asshole squeezing his dick just right while she began to fuck and bounce with it in her. After how patient and subservient she was to him and her black haired rival he was going to make her ass nice and familiar with his dick, she earned it in his eyes after all. 

Scarlett had to stand in the background while he tongued and tasted Isabella's asshole or she was down on her back with her rival's shapely bottom sitting on her face or share the taste of girl ass or his dick so the least he could do was give her a nice, long, fucking to reward her for being so nice and patient.

"Ohh my god that looks so good," Isabella smiled from ear to ear by the dirty view of her nice counterpart making that fat ass bounce up and down and up and down on Santa's dick with the audible smack of his hands on her tits filled the air as well just to double the anal slut's feeling during the sex. Scarlett looked back at her ass, watching herself hop up and down on Santa's shaft while Isabella massaged his balls. Well since the naughty whore had a visible desire for Santa's private parts why not give her a little taste. 

"Taste Santa's cock, I know you want it," Scarlett cooed, stopping her motions just so Isabella could suck Santa's dick for a moment and taste the flavor of her shit hole in the process. 

"Mmmm yeah..." was the only sound Isabella made before giving Santa's dick one long deepthroat, sucking it down to the balls, as far as it could possibly go in her mouth and throat before blowing it back up to the tip so she could reinsert it back up Scarlett's gaping butthole. 

"Ohhh my god," Santa groaned with sinful shivers running down his spine from the feel of his shaft being swallowed up by Scarlett's big bubble butt. She energetically fucked him with her fat ass with Isabella's head on his knee to massage his balls and spur Scarlett on to ride him good and shake her ass on his dick to the best of her ability with a dick between her cheeks. Then once again Santa's cock was set free from the cozy gates Scarlett's ass and back to Isabella's mouth for some more ass-to-mouth teamwork before he she stuck Santa's cock inside of the golden haired girl's dirtiest hole. It seemed like they were working together to please Santa now especially since Isabella made no attempt to bicker or argue with Scarlett during her bit of dirty talk while she squatted on Santa's fat shaft by filling her mouth with Santa's balls while Scarlett fucked him

"Yeah this is what Santa really wants. A nice fucking whore who'll do whatever he says, whatever he wants to make him happy and to make him cum. Yeah I'm nice but I'll get good and nasty to make you happy Santa, so nasty for you, all for you," Scarlett lewdly said with her eyes fixed on Santa's while she bounced her baskeball-sized ass on his dick. 

She meant every word of it too. Scarlett believed that she was just what Santa needed in his life right now. A beautiful whore who was willing to do whatever he wanted to put a smile on his face especially if it meant she'd get his dick in her when all was said and done. It was as if her only goal in life right now was to prove that she loved Santa sexually and intensely enough to be his wife. 




Naughty or Nice?



"Ho ho ho! Your ass feels so good Scarlett but now I want Isabella on top of me," Santa groaned up at her with a little smile on his face as if thanking her for having such a tight ass to fuck him with but now he wanted the other aspiring Mrs. Claus on top of him. 

Of course Scarlett did what he wanted and got off of Santa's cock (even if it was a little reluctantly) so Isabella could get on him.

"Ohhhhhh fuck Santa," Isabella sweetly groaned as soon as Santa's dick made its home in her asshole. She let her cozy poop chute squeeze and cradle Santa's girth before she bounced on it, fucking him. Scarlett wasn't about to just sit at Santa's side doing nothing. She got involved in the sweet sex before her by rubbing and playing with Isabella's clit, doubling the naughty woman's pleasure while her heaving tits bounced up and down hypnotically to Scarlett's eyes.

"Aaaah fuck you're filling my ass up so good Santa, ahh yeah with your big fat cock, ahh yes, yes, yes it's so good! Aaah my god," the naughty woman sweetly moaned on top of Santa Claus. Her feet were on his knees now, allowing for an even tighter, closer, feel and Scarlett simply added to the erotic sight by licking and sucking Isabella's erect left nipple. 

Out of the corner of his eye Santa saw Scarlett lick and taste the bouncing tits and play with the wet cunt of the woman on top of him and that simply made this even hotter for the jolly man to see. He pumped his dick up Isabella's ass with passion, giving her more of his dick to feel and something more for Scarlett to look at.

"Oooooh Santa! Isabella happily moaned from the feel of Santa quickening his thrusts up into her ass and the nice blonde savored the sight of the sweet anal sex. She loved seeing Santa piston his cock so deeply up the naughty beauty's ass that she began to lick her lipstick-coated lips. Now was the time to put her mouth to use on the red suit-wearing man's dick once more.

"Lemme taste it, lemme taste her ass on your dick Santa," Scarlett hummed out her request and that was the only thing that stopped Santa from his rapid thrusts inside of the raven-haired woman, the thought of some more ass-to-mouth service between the girls.

"Yes yes suck my dick Scarlett, ahhh yes just like that," Santa growled in satisfaction. Scarlett's mouth was no less skilled than Isabella's and it showed because she forced her mouth and neck down on his dick right down to his snow white white pubes so she could taste all of the other girl's ass flavor on his manhood before sticking it right back up her ass.

"Ah fuck yeah Santa needs a slut like me in his life. Someone who's naughty, dirty, and ready to do what he fucking wants. Shit he needs me. I love being your naughty whore Santa. I'm ready for you to fuck my pussy, my mouth, my ass, wherever you want so I can get all of your cum inside of me. Every fucking drop of it!" Isabella whorishly exclaimed for Santa while she put that curvaceous ass to work on him, moaning from the feel of his big dick in her and Scarlett's perverted rubbing of her clit and suckling of her bouncing breasts. 

While both girls made extremely persuasive cases on who should be Mrs. Claus the ultimate winner in all of this was Santa. He didn't care if any of the girls knew anything about the lore of his North Pole empire or how to manage and coordinate the elves or any of the formal work responsibilities that came with being Mrs. Claus, no that would come in due time without a doubt. All of that was secondary to having a gorgeous young woman to fuck to his heart's content and someone who'd love him with equal or perhaps even greater passion than his late first wife did.

After letting Santa's dick explore the depths of her ass for a couple of sweet minutes Isabella got off of him and began to suck him clean while she saw Scarlett position herself on Santa's lap so she could ride him cowgirl, sidesaddle-style this time once he was all clean and wet once more.

"Fuck yeah let us see that fat ass," Isabella beamed at the sight of Scarlett sitting on Santa's lap just right so they could see her big ass.

"That's right sit on Santa's lap, sit that big ass on Santa's lap," Nicholas said with his eyes fixed on Scarlett's juicy ass.

"Mmm that looks so fucking hot. I'll stick your cock in for you Santa," Isabella purred with an eyeful of the blonde's big butt with her hands rubbing Santa's balls.

"Ahhh yes good girl Isabella good girl. Now move with me Scarlett, move with me so I can go deep in that ass, yeah just like that. Aaah yes," the man in red ordered while he began his first thrusts into her shitter, filling up her cheeks from the side with his dick. Scarlett bounced on his dick from the side while Santa pumped his cock up steadily so they could work together for a deeper anal fucking. All of this was simply improving Scarlett's case to why she should be Santa's wife.

"Oh god you like how that ass feels Santa? Oooooh fuck!" Scarlett yelled from the feel of Santa forcing her to take his hard dick balls-deep in her ass before some familiar ass-to-mouth action by Isabella before sticking it back up Scarlett's bubble butt. 

It was a filthy little cycle to say the least. A minute or two or three of deep anal sex, ass juices coating Santa's fat eight inch penis before it was freed from the confines of the naughty or nice girl's respective assholes and cleaned with the wet, saliva-filled mouths of one of the girls before being reentered into one of their tunnels for another round of butt-fucking. It was the best kind of repetitive as far as they were concerned. It was sexy, slutty, perverse, and outright hot.

Scarlett let Santa's cock out of her ass just so she could switch positions and give him a momentary break. This time she was on him in reverse cowgirl so Isabella could play with her clit, her tits, and still let Santa fuck her ass.

"Mmm you're such a good slut," the naughty girl smiled and giggled while rubbing Scarlett's clit, "letting me play with your fucking sexy ass body while Santa fucks you hard."

"Ohh yeah I love it when Santa fucks me, I love being a his slut, I love being his bitch, taking it up my nice little ass for him," Scarlett moaned jaggedly from the feel of Santa's thick manhood pumping and thrusting up into her butt at a rapid rate. It was as if nothing in the world felt as good as Santa's dick in her, "Oooh my god, oooh fuck, mmm bite my nipples, bite them,"she beckoned Isabella which she did, drawing a spike of volume in her moans from the other girl biting her left nipple hard

"Mmm look at you, you're a bad girl after all," Isabella smirked from ear to ear. As far as she was concerned only bad girls liked some rough sex, pain with their pleasure especially from another woman. Maybe Scarlett wasn't so nice as she appeared to be. 

"Ahh dirty nice girls are the best kind," Scarlett cooed before kissing Isabella passionately, letting their tongues rub against each other during Santa's vigorous thrusts into Scarlett's ass, making her moan in her mouth.

The saint could tell the girls were enjoying themselves within the liplock so he slowed down his thrusts just a little bit to let them kiss before recapturing attention. His hands gripped themselves around Scarlett's legs and pulled them back as far as they could go behind to the point where her legs were behind her head for a classic anal full nelson. Her asshole was perfectly squeezed against Santa's dick to give him the coziest, closest, feel ass on his dick for an even sweeter anal sex sensation and the feel Santa putting her flexibility to the test was simply raising her pleasure.

"Oooooh fuck this ass nice and hard just like that, just like that, that feels so good! Aaahh! Fuck!" Scarlett yelled out with bliss. Her legs were bent back so Santa could fuck her ass with pornographic desire and it was possibly the sexiest sight that Isabella ever saw. Santa even let his dick free from Scarlett's rectum so the naughty girl could not only see Scarlett's gaping ass but put that mouth to use on Santa's cock.

"That looks so fucking hot, you got the nice girl's ass stretched out so wide," Isabella spoke in admiration before dipping her head down to suck and slurp Santa's cock clean with her eyes fixed on Scarlett's stretched out asshole.

It's as if these girls were addicted to the taste of their asses and Santa knew it. That's why Santa let his cock go free from the confines of Scarlett's butthole, that way Isabella could keep her mouth entertained by sucking him for a little bit before sticking him back in the stretched out hole.

"Yeah put it back in my fucking ass so you can fuck me Santa. Aaah god stretch my ass out so good!" Scarlett yelled out loud and clear. She felt herself getting stretched out nice and hard by Santa which felt so good to her ass. Santa kept his cock in Scarlett as long as he could, pumping into her while Isabella massaged her pussy. 

"Hooo ho hooo your ass is heaven to my cock Scarlett, you're such a good girl to my cock. Ahh yes, ahh yes, Yes!" Santa groaned while his rock hard dick pumped and moved into the blonde girl's ass, "now clean it girl. Suck me now."

Scarlett wasted no time obeying him once he slowed his thrusts to a stop and let her legs go, allowing her to move over on the spacious red couch so she could get on her knees and engulf his dick in her mouth for some familiar backdoor to front door action. 

"Sit on my face naughty girl. I want to taste your pussy," the saint of Christmas said with his eyes fixed on Isabella's and the raven haired girl got into position and soon enough all three of them were putting their mouths to use. Scarlett was bobbing her head up and down to suck and blow Santa's fat dick, Santa's tongue and lips sucked and roamed Isabella's soaked slit, and Isabella herself was moaning with ease from Santa making good use of those beard-covered lips.

"Ohhh yeah Santa eat my fucking pussy, eat my fucking pussy good, ahhh! Ahh yes, ahhh so good Santa! Aaaah your tongue makes my pussy feel so good, mm yeah, ahhh aaah fuck yeah, yeah baby, Mmm," isabella moaned sweetly on top of Santa's face, even making her ass cheeks bounce a little on his face to reward him eating her out before Santa spoke.

"There's only so much we can do on this couch. Let me lie down girls," Santa said with a hot scheme in his head he wanted to put into play. Isabella and Scarlett let him get off the couch and onto the red and white soft snowflake carpet. Both girls eyed him and his cock with lustful and predatory gazes as if they were ready to fight for his dick.

"Isabella you first girl, ride Santa," he ordered which led to Isabella walking towards him first and getting down to mount his cock in reverse cowgirl.

"Mmm that's right I'm first on Santa's cock. Now be a nice girl and let me eat that sweet ass," Isabella smiled at Scarlett, wanting her to be nice and useful and put that ass in her face. 

"You're lucky I'm so nice," Scarlett grinned before getting on all fours like the bubble butt bitch that she was with her ass up nice and high and Isabella buried her face deep in the blonde's ass. 

"Ho ho ho! That looks so fucking wonderful, so good to me," Santa said with his cock resting peacefully up Isabella's ass for a few seconds just to savor the sight of Isabella eating her blonde rival's ass out before beginning his thrusts hastily into the dark haired woman riding him.

"Mmmm fuck me god! Aaaaahhh!" Isabella moaned in pleasure squarely into Scarlett's ass, tasting and sucking the hole while being fucked, giving and receiving sweet pleasure. The blonde's ass tasted so good to her, so delicious to her tongue and Santa's dick storming up into her own ass made this erotic moment all the more memorable.

"Santa you're so fucking lucky watching us go at it while you fuck the naughty girl so good," Scarlett said in delight between moans and groans for Isabella who was moaning with equal passion for Santa. It was a chain of pleasure and Santa loved it all. He loved seeing Scarlett get her ass licked out almost as much as he loved fucking Isabella.

Both Scarlett and Isabella put aside whatever rivalry they had for Santa's dick aside to team up and please him mutually. Sucking him, fucking him, dirty talk and dirtier actions all to please Santa. Sure they were impressing him in their own ways with their lips, hips, and tits but they were going to make his choice of Mrs. Claus very difficult with positions like this.

But Santa knew well enough that both of these girls had a bit of an oral fixation despite all of this teamwork of entertainment on his cock they were going to give his dick a nice wet blowjob to clean Isabella's ass off his cock. So why not give them what they wanted, "On your knees girls so you can share my cock."

Isabella and Scarlett obeyed Santa quickly, getting on their hands and knees in readiness to suck the jolly man off. While staying down on their knees Santa stood in front of them but instead of letting them take turns sucking him off he simply drove his dick back and forth between Isabella and Scarlett's lips to share their mouths and mutually clean his dick off.

"Yes your lips feel so good against my dick, fuck yeah it feels so good, ohhhhh yes, clean my cock girls clean it" Santa groaned while moving his cock back and forth between the blonde and brunette's wet, puckered lips, only taking it out so he could move behind the girls and see their big, round, naked asses before his sapphire eyes.

"Ho ho ho! Two big, beautiful, asses just waiting for me to fuck!" Santa declared before firmly slapping Isabella's and Scarlett's asses in unison, a non-verbal command to get them to shake their tempting bubble butts for him which they had no problems doing. The blonde and shook their asses with erotic rhythm, cheeks clapping and wiggling with ease for Saint Nicholas' eyes to behold.

"Ohhh yes I can't decide on who to fuck you girls both look so good to me so I'll just take turns," Santa said happily before sticking his meat into Isabella's ass on the left with his first thrusts to make her ass bounce and shake from some quick anal plowing while Scarlett made her big butt shake before Santa filled it up with his dick and pounded it with haste before moving over to Isabella's once again. Both girls gave Santa the pleasure of sticking their asses out for him in wait for his dick so it made sense if he serviced them both with his manhood but now he believed that it was the right time to bring things to a climax. 

His dick was throbbing hard like it was ready to explode with cum both girls have made their cases of just who he should pick to be his wife within the minutes they had to themselves but it was time to finish things. Besides he had an idea of just who his wife should be.

"Girls lie back on the couch and spread those beautiful legs. I won't stop until I make you both cum," Santa ordered and the girls moved back on the couch with their legs spread as widely as they could go while they waited for Santa to invade their asses. 

"You first Scarlett," Santa purred before sticking his dick in Scarlett's anus one more time which brought the cutest, most appealing smile to her face from Santa placing her dick in her first.

"Yes Santa please, please fuck me good and hard til' I cum. I love your big fat dick inside of me stuffing my ass so good FUCK! Aaaaah god keep fucking me, please keep fucking me! Aaaaah!" Scarlett moaned out loud and clear for Santa, enjoying every deep thrust and rough push his dick gave into her ass with her legs spread. 

"I'll help you get off girl, I'll help you," Isabella smiled before moving her left hand over to finger Scarlett's pussy and using her right hand to please herself from the sight of Santa in action. 

"Ohhh fuuuuuuuuuck!" Scarlett screamed out in bliss and for good reason too because between Scarlett's tight, glorious, ass and Isabella moving her hand over to doubly please her body that made Santa get all the motivation that he needed to pound that ass with everything he could in his hips. He said he wasn't going to stop until he made both girls get their well-deserved orgasm and the mature man was going to live up to what he said

Scarlett's moans picked up in power and volume as jolts of pleasure raced from her ass, up her spine, and through her brain, and through the rest of her body. Santa was going to make her cum and cum hard at this rate, "Oooohhh, Ohhhh Santa I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum just for you Santa fuck, FUCK! AAAAAAAHHHH YES I'M CUMMING...FUCK!" 

Scarlett's brain was scrambled, every muscle in her body tensed up, and her eyes rolled back a bit from the feel of the precious orgasm and the sight was almost as delicious for Isabella to see as it was for Santa to see and feel. From the moment that she was called to present herself by Sixpence to the moment she returned to the couch to spread her legs for Santa once more she it was all worth it to get to that blissful peak.

But Santa was only halfway done. 

After pulling out of Scarlett's hole she summoned what little awareness she regained to spread her ass cheeks so Santa could admire his handiwork. Her rectum was gaped nice and wide much to Santa's delight before moving over to Isabella who was waiting for him and his dick.

"Your turn Isabella, your turn my naughty little girl," he groaned out while he slipped the first inches of dick right up the dark haired lady's bubble butt.

"Ooooh yeah Santa I've been waiting for this, waiting on your dick to fuck me so hard that I cum. Pound my naughty ass, pound it good. Aaaah! Yes yes yes Santa god! Aaah take my ass with your dick and please make me cum. Make your naughty girl cum just for you!" Isabella craved. She needed Santa to make her cum and in her heart she should've been the one he made cum first to begin with. 

Isabella was the first girl Santa really savoured after being introduced by Sixpence. Santa groped and squeezed her ass first, he ate her ass out first, it only made sense that he made her cum first but that wasn't the case sadly and she was the second girl he was screwing. 

But at least Scarlett was generous enough to return the pleasure and massage Isabella's clit while Santa stuffed his dick up her butt, "Your turn bad girl, your turn to cum for Santa," Scarlett smiled while voicing her intentions. Santa wasn't going to have to wait long it seemed because the extra stimulation to the black-haired girls clit was all she needed to take her further to the edge.

"Ohhh fuck this feels so good, my pussy and ass feel so good right now yes! Aaaah Santa keep fucking me hard, keep going! Aaaah! Ahhh I'm so close I'm so close AH! AHHHHH! YES! YES! FUCK YES I'M CUMMIIIIIIIIING!"

Fireworks erupted in Isabella's mind from the feel of reaching her sweet orgasm, it was the greatest feeling in the world to her. Her muscles tightened and her brain felt like it was about to turn to mush from the bliss she felt from Santa hitting all the right nerves in her ass to make her climax coupled with Scarlett playing with her dripping wet snatch.

"Ho ho! You girls look so good now on your knees, on your knees for your other reward girls," Santa groaned while jerking his cock quickly with his right hand. He had a nice load of cum stored up and ready to give to the lovely ladies. A treat for them being so good to his dick.

"Give it to us, give us your cum," Scarlett moaned in desire for Santa's seed. Then with her mouth open Santa fired thick, creamy, shots of his sperm right on her tongue but the voluptuous blonde didn't swallow it, instead she kissed her deeply and rubbing her cum-coated tongue to share the cum with Isabella while Santa watched in satisfaction at the two girls kissing themselves with his cum in their mouths on the couch. 

After a few seconds passed and the girls swallowed all of Santa's delicious cum it was time for the fateful question that started all of this.




Naughty or Nice?



"So Santa what's it gonna be? Naughty or nice?" Isabella asked with the cutest grin on her lips.

"Honestly, I cannot decide. Both of you are just right to be my new Mrs. Claus," Santa admitted with a smile, "I can't decide girls."

"Then why don't you pick both of us?" Scarlett queried happily. Considering how Santa couldn't decide on which girl to make his wife why not give his love to both Scarlett and Isabella?

"I'll have to tell that to Sixpence but I don't see why not," Santa smiled at the two girls. It was nontraditional but there was no reason why he, Santa Claus, couldn't have two Mrs. Clauses. 

The end.